LeonardoI jolt awake in bed and the first reflex action my body could act out is to reach for my gun. I'm about to grab it when my brain resumes functioning and I remember it's just a dream.Dreaming about them wasn't always a big deal. The dreams were there but they weren't as frequent.They weren't as scary.I'd be lying if I said going back to B2O didn't scare me, but part of me also welcomed it. There's a part of me that feels like that's where I belong, that's what I'm made for.Being a trained assassin for the government's undercover organization.Even though the boys and I burnt it to the ground after our escape, we've always known that wasn't the end of B2O.It would have taken them literally an hour to get up and restart in other facilities that they had around the world, but with the damage we left them in, who knows?We burnt the facility Roman and I were trained in, along with the one the rest of us were trained in and the other ones we heard of over radio chatter.We wer
NovaThe closer this semester comes to an end the more I get this nagging feeling that my troubles have just begun.I moved hours away from my family to avoid drama instead I ended up having a murderer stalk, threaten, and break into my home on numerous occasions.I made a friend and lost a friend. Tiffany never called to apologize or explain her attitude to me that day. And now that I think of it, I'm not sure we were ever friends.I don't think friends treat each other that way.I've seen her a couple of times. Sometimes during my morning run, --- And yes I started running. While I'm getting coffee or most times in class. But she does the usual thing she's been doing, looks away, and then acts like she doesn't know me so, I adapted to it and do the same thing also.I stare at the phone in my hand contemplating whether to use it or not. What would I even say? Because it was beginning to feel like out of the two of us, I was the one who was a lot more interested in the sex than him. A
NovaI eye him up and down from a safe distance. This may be the only chance I get to ask a few questions before he shuts me out completely. Hopefully, he answers them. "How did you meet me?"He smiles and runs his face across his chin. He has raised his mask to the bridge of his nose, leaving almost every part below his eyes exposed. " You and your damn questions." He chuckles " The first time I met you was when you were working at that old cafe. You came to stay here for some time after you got accepted." He explainedThat was almost a year ago if not more. "You've known me for a year!""Correction. I've been stalking you for a year" He smiles at me with pride. The look on my face does not stop him from smirking and flashing part of those damn pearly whites.His lips are perfect.I can’t help but admire how good he looks in his clothing. The midnight blue shirt stretches over his broad shoulders and the onyx black pants pair well against the olive hue of his skin. It’s tailored to h
"If everything I did to make you love me makes me a villain, then so fucking be it. Because I'd do it all over again. Without hesitation" -Leonardo Leonardo I left Nova's house in a hurry because Roman decided that today is the day he would continuously blow my phone up and cock block me. It pissed me off to leave Nova, especially in that state. Seeing her so angry brings me so much enjoyment. She’s so angry when she’s given the options. I see fury, lust, and uncertainty, but it’s the want that has me wishing I could bend her over right there and then, to give her a taste of what she’d be unknowingly signing up for. I’d never force her to have sex with me. I’m not that kind of man. But I had to use this opportunity to get what I wanted. Manipulating her into thinking I'd leave if we had sex was the interesting part but first I'll be starting with tasting and ruining every part of her first. I turned my car off and walked into my house. I locked the door behind me and then an odd
NovaI put my robe and bonnet on before sitting at the edge of my bed to apply my nightly skincare routine. The only good thing I appreciate my mother for forcing on me. The bed creaks lowly as I sit at the edge. From where I'm seated I can see the streetlights through the window. It's almost midnight and the roads around here are usually deserted before ten pm. The smell of my lemon-scented lotion fills the room after I open it up. I change my mind about using it when the bright blue container of one of my creams distracts me and makes me think of something else that it almost looks like.His eyes...The sound of the plastic bottle slipping from my fingers and hitting the floor manages to jolt me out of the weird trance I fell into. "Snap out of it, Nova." I chide myself in a low tone "Snap out of what?" His voice fills my room along with the strong scent of old whiskey. I can tell because I'm very familiar with the ones my father keeps in his cabinet back home. "What are y
Nova Sometimes I have very dark thoughts about my mother—thoughts no sane daughter should ever have. Sometimes, I’m not always sane. I don't consider myself sane anymore, especially after what happened last night.“Nova, you’re being ridiculous,” Mom says through the speaker on my phone. I glare at it in response, refusing to argue with her. When I have nothing to say, she sighs loudly. I wrinkle my nose. It blows my mind that this woman always called me dramatic yet can’t see her own flair for the dramatics.“Just because you left for school doesn't mean you can never come back home and visit. And I don't like that house you live in."“And just because you don’t like it, doesn’t mean I can’t live in it,” I retort dryly. My mother is a bitch. Plain and simple. She’s always had a chip on her shoulder, and for the life of me, I can’t figure out why. “You’ll be living six hours from us! That will be incredibly inconvenient for you to come visit us, won’t it?”Oh, how will I ever s
Leonardo Oh my god, she’s so fucking wet. I push back until I’m settled on my knees, The mask on my face threatening to come off, but I don’t care. Nothing will stop me from experiencing this moment, her body, the feel of her heat dripping onto my fingers, hearing her moans and cries. Nothing but death would render me.Somewhere deep in the back of my mind, an alarm is ringing, the one that makes me good at my job, and it is reminding me that this is nothing but a deal obligation being filled, the transaction finally coming to fruition.A transaction that I do not intend to keep on my end. But she doesn't have to know.I know the truth. I can’t lie to myself and if I’m honest, the moment I stopped lying to myself was when I decided to follow her back home. Lo and behold we lived in the same city. I'm not one for signs but I took It, gladly. I wanted her for myself then and I want her for myself now.The notorious Devil is a title and reputation I’ve very much earned. When a Devil want
NovaHow can sex with someone you hate be that good? There's supposed to be a line or a universal agreement where sex like that is automatically horrible.My mind travels back to last night's activities and my thighs clench instinctively.My body is spent. Muscles and limbs are too tired to do anything more than lie here as he withdraws his hips, sliding his erection out of my opening until nothing but the tip of his cock remains. He hovers there for a beat, allowing anticipation to build inside me before he sinks himself back in, igniting my body and electrifying my nerve endings with a single thrust.Saying I enjoyed everything he did is a lie, I loved it. Too much.And I'm not all too surprised when I woke up this morning and he wasn't here. Did he sleep here? Or did he sleep here and leave this morning?I'll never know. All I woke up to was a plan B and the Ghostface mask on my bedside table.I rolled my eyes when I saw the pill before throwing it in my mouth. Well, great. Because